Blood stained failures
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Everything is an illusion and time is just our senses allowing us to travel through space. If we are left with no feelings then, what other kinds of portals could we use to escape the nothingness that lingers deep within our bones. Our mind is just an empty container for our hearts and senses to fill up with the passerby strangers that we cannot seem to make sense of their departure
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